This is a song about "Industrial strength paper towels"

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Gain your strength and uplifted chest

Yo, heres a paper bag,

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

See, i like the person that you are

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Miss i want to read into your nature

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

And then along came the wrong man for her

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

The ice ain't really nothing to her